The Wisdom of Death
Our Predicament
Death is a stubborn elephant in the Living room. Merely nodding its presence evokes visceral reactions in otherwise healthy individuals. At one extreme lies its morbid obsession, which is hardly the norm. Tacit or vehement denial comes closer to it. This asymmetry creates awkward social situations and hypersensitivity to its broaching, even in passing. The reaction ranges from unsettling to downright traumatizing or the ostrich effect. How dare an interlocutor foist all this death-talk? Is there any safe space left?
Is there ever a right time or a safe place to bring up death?
Let’s unpack this irrationality. Albert Camus was onto something big in stating the only serious philosophical problem is one of Suicide. There’s a great deal left unsaid in that fundamental proposition. A resounding no implies we are unwitting subscribers to the ride of life with all its joys, vicissitudes, and tedium. But it has a distinct end-point whether we like it or not!
